White Moonlight who became an enemy after death [Rebirth]

Uncle Guang did what he said, and the next morning, the carriage arrived around Yuhua Mountain in the misty morning mist.

Yuhua Mountain is a sacred place in Xianxiu's heart, so naturally they can't just drive straight in with an ordinary carriage.They stopped in front of a restaurant, and after a while, a man in gray came out and glanced at the carriage:

"People are inside?"

Uncle Guang bent over: "Yes."

The man in gray said, "You two can leave now."

Uncle Guang answered "Yes" again, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The man in gray walked to the carriage: "Mr. Lin, please get out of the carriage."

Sitting in the carriage, Yi Jianqing felt that this person's aura was more harmonious than Uncle Guang's, and his heart sank slightly.

This is really not leaving any room for him, but a child of the former royal family who is completely crippled, even troubled a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator to pick him up.

Such a shocking move made Yi Jianqing feel more and more that his trip was like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

He sighed secretly, straightened his clothes, lifted the hem of his clothes, and got out of the carriage.

The man in gray looked indifferent, didn't say a word of nonsense, grabbed Yi Jianqing's arm, put him on the flying magic weapon, and flew straight into the sky.

Yi Jianqing checked the direction, and it was indeed going to Yuhua Mountain.

The half-step Nascent Soul's speed was extraordinary, and before Yi Jianqing could calm down, the two of them flew into Yuhua Mountain.

There is an enchantment in the core area of ​​Yuhua Mountain, so it is not allowed to trespass.But the gray-clothed man held the token, and didn't even need to stop to open the barrier.Yi Jianqing only felt that he had passed through an invisible barrier, and the temperature around him suddenly cooled down.

The cold wind hit his face, as sharp as a knife, he shivered suddenly, trembling and tightening his clothes.

The gray-clothed man didn't realize it, and drove the magic weapon forward. In the blink of an eye, he swept past the towering steep mountains, and made a sharp turn before hitting the mountain in front of him, turning into a canyon.

How could Yi Jianqing withstand such a toss at this moment, and was almost thrown off.

When he finally landed, like other little monks who went to the sky for the first time, his feet softened and he was almost kowtowed by the man in gray.

The man in gray glanced at him, the corner of his mouth curled down.

Yi Jianqing supported his knees with his hands and stared at the icy ground, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.

From yesterday to now, no one he met had a good impression of Lin Jian.Forget about Qin Ming, it can only be said that Lin Jian can't be a man and offended him; but this man in gray is Lin Xueji's subordinate, but his attitude is so indifferent, it is obviously because Lin Jian offended Lin Xueji .

Offending people is the same, offending Qin Ming and offending Lin Xueji are not at the same level at all.

What kind of good deed did Lin Jian do to Lin Xueji to make Ren Xianjun so obsessed with it?

Yi Jianqing took a deep breath of the cold air, and asked the man in gray: "Senior, how dare you ask Xianjun?"

The gray-clothed man's expression was cold: "Xianjun has not woken up yet."

Yi Jianqing: "Because of me?"

The man in gray didn't speak.

Yi Jianqing shut up.

It's really because of him.

But the man in gray seemed to be provoked by him, and said: "What a holy place Yuhua Mountain is, the fairy kindly invited you here, but you did such evil things while he was cultivating, causing him to regress in cultivation, and almost fell into a demon. With such unrighteous intentions, the Li family's royal family is really getting more and more unbearable."

Yi Jianqing was sprayed on the face again, but endured it helplessly, and said, "My surname is Lin."

The man in gray became even more furious: "Boy, you are arrogant! With your kindness, you are worthy of the same surname as Xianjun?"

Yi Jianqing lowered her head, her left ear went in and her right ear went out.He had heard a lot of flattery in his previous life, and now he was not used to hearing this "hard advice", but he was in a pretty good mood.

Lin Jian slipped in while Lin Xueji was practicing, and almost drove Lin Xueji into a maddened state.

The joke was enough for him to laugh for a year.

For a moment, even the biting cold mountain wind seemed to soften.

The man in gray has that kind of fiery temper, he didn't say anything before, but he was trying to endure it, and if he couldn't help it, it was like a volcano erupting, so he would blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

He was furiously cursing, but suddenly a voice came from beside him: "Sun Ping, don't be rude to Mr. Lin."

The voice was not loud, but it fell into the ears of the man in gray like thunder on the ground. His face changed, and seeing Yi Jianqing's eyes seemed to be eating people for a moment, but his mouth was closed immediately.

Yi Jianqing followed the prestige in amazement, and saw a person walking in the wind and snow, white clothes better than snow, half-up hair, a little cinnabar mole on the center of the brow, with an indifferent expression, calm walking, very dignified.

But no matter how majestic he is, he's just a...nine-year-old child.

When he looked over, the child happened to look over, and the two looked at each other. Yi Jianqing couldn't help but widen his eyes, and blurted out:

"Could this be the young gentleman of Xiaohe Xianjun's family?"

Lin Xue had a parasitic child?

The gray-clothed man's face darkened instantly: "Zhu Zi dare you!"

He raised his palm and patted Yi Jianqing, but stopped abruptly when he saw the child's expression.

The child didn't seem to mind Yi Jianqing's nonsense, and said to the man in gray:

"This is the savior of Xianjun, you should wait for him as you would treat Xianjun, don't neglect."

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the man in gray was visibly dull.The child stared into his eyes again, and chased after him: "Did you hear that?"

The man in gray hurriedly regained his senses: "Obey."

Facing Yi Jianqing, he bowed his knees and saluted: "It was my fault that I treated Mr. Lin slowly. I will go to receive the punishment now."

The child stopped him: "Let the teacher come over."

The man in gray said: "Yes."

He clearly had a lot of doubts, but he didn't ask any questions, and left without hesitation.

This sudden turning point not only made the man in gray full of doubts, but also surprised Yi Jianqing.

His soul was put into a body with a damaged foundation, but his eyesight was still intact. No matter how you looked at it, the child was only nine years old.But it was such a five-headed child who convinced the man so much.

How could Lin Xueji rely on a child?

Yi Jianqing looked at it twice, but still didn't see any clues. If I had to say something special, that is, the serious look of this child really resembled Lin Xueji.

Like a god.

The child turned to him: "It's cold in Yuhua Mountain, Mr. Lin, has he froze?"

Yi Jianqing shook his head, he didn't care much about whether it was cold or not.

The child opened an umbrella to shield him from the wind and snow, motioned him to go to the left, and said slowly: "I know Mr. Lin must have many questions, but your health is important. The fairy has prepared a residence for you in the Xiaoran Palace , we might as well go there and talk in detail.”

A child with red lips and white teeth spoke calmly in an old-fashioned way. Yi Jianqing was in a strange mood. He took the umbrella from the child and said, "Let me do it."

The child took a look at him, did not try to be brave, and obediently let him take the umbrella from his hand, but his expression was still dignified.

Yi Jianqing doubted again: Isn't this really Lin Xueji's child?

The Xiaoran Temple is not far away, and with Yi Jianqing's mortal body, it only takes a quarter of an hour to arrive there.The inside of the hall is engraved with prohibitions against the cold, and the ground is still buried with fire stones, covered with snow-white animal skin carpets, it is as warm as spring, and it is completely different from the outside world.

There is a beauty couch in the hall, which is also covered with thick animal skins. Yi Jianqing sat on it, and his body, which had been exhausted all the way, fell into the plush, and his whole body was crisp.

There are so many white-haired monsters in the world, but the fur is so smooth and white, and it is not easy to shed and choke people. There are only a few kinds, each of which is very precious, and ordinary Jindan monks are reluctant to make a fur coat , but the ground is covered here.

Yi Jianqing: I began to believe that Lin Jian was really Lin Xueji's savior.

The child saw that he was not in good spirits, and said, "If you are tired, you might as well lie down for a while."

Yi Jianqing was not polite to a child like him, and fell down like a boneless, completely sunk in the soft fur, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Since he came back to life with Lin Jian's body, this was the first time he felt so relaxed and his pain disappeared.

Lin Xueji knew about Lin Jian's physical condition, so she specially built such a room.

I have a heart.

Just ...

Yi Jianqing retracted her arms, but she always felt that something was missing in her arms.

The sound of the child's footsteps approaching: "My lord, drink some water."

Yi Jianqing was very used to being served by others, so he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, took a few sips from the child's hand, then turned back, lazily watched the child put the cup back, and asked:

"Whose child are you?"

"Young master, I have never seen me before. I am the sword boy under Xianjun's seat, named Shuangzhu, and I am ordered by Xianjun to take care of you."

Jian Tong is like his master, no wonder he resembles Lin Xueji so much.

Yi Jianqing said "Oh": "Where is Xianjun?"

"Xianjun is still in retreat."

Retreat, retreat again, Lin Xueji did not change at all.

It was like this in the past, when he came to Yuhua Mountain to make trouble, eight out of ten times, Lin Xueji was in seclusion.

Yi Jianqing sneered in his heart, and changed the subject: "Just now why did you say that I am the savior of Xianjun?"

Shuang Zhu answered every question: "The Immortal Monarch made a mistake in his cultivation at that time. If the young master hadn't awakened him, I'm afraid it would have caused a catastrophe."

Xianxiu No.1 was saved by mistake, what good thing is there?How come he never encountered it.

Yi Jianqing didn't believe it: "Really?"

"Xianjun's golden mouth and jade words are naturally true."

Yi Jianqing lowered his eyelids: "What did the fairy say? How did he say it?"

Shuangzhu stared at him, and said: "The Immortal Lord said that Mr. Lin is his noble man who has been kind to him again. He also said that he was the one who could not help you in the past, and he will definitely not be like this in the future."

His tone was very serious, but his voice was immature, Yi Jianqing only thought it was amused, and said with a smile: "Okay then."

As for the meaning of those two sentences, he didn't care about them.

Shuangzhu glanced at him: "Young Master, are you happy?"

Yi Jianqing restrained his expression, and explained: "I am naturally happy that Xianjun treats me like this."

Shuangzhu smiled slightly: "Mr. Lin is happy."

He smiled very reservedly, and his big eyes quickly flattened as soon as he rolled them, as if he wanted to stay indifferent deliberately, but at his age, no matter how expressionless his face was, he couldn't make people feel intimidated.At least Yi Jianqing looked at the soft flesh on his cheek and felt itchy.

He remembered that Lin Xueji didn't like to smile, and had a straight face all day long, his face was ice-like, and every time he saw it, he felt it was very unpleasant and his hands were itchy.

——The difference is that the itching for Shuangzhu is because it is rare, and I want to move it;

And he and Lin Xueji didn't have a good relationship, seeing his itchy hands, he just wanted to beat him up.

Yi Jianqing coughed lightly, held down his ready-to-move paw, and continued his inattentive performance: "But wouldn't Xianjun be unhappy seeing me?"

Shuangzhu: "Why is Xianjun unhappy?"

Yi Jianqing frowned: "I treated Xianjun like that before, how could Xianjun be happy? If he was really happy, why didn't he come to see me?"

Shuangzhu was startled, as if she was being asked.

Yi Jianqing smiled bitterly, and said sadly: "I was thinking too much, Xianjun is busy with his affairs, it's normal that he can't get away."

Shuangzhu was silent for a while, and said: "That's not the case, Xianjun has no face to see you because of the past."

What he said, Yi Jianqing couldn't help but wonder in his heart, did Lin Xueji fail so badly as a gatekeeper, even a sword boy next to him dared to say that he was "faceless".

It seems that the past ten years have not been very good for him.

The gloom on his face faded a little, and he said hypocritically: "How can you talk so nonsense about the Immortal Monarch."

But Shuang Zhu said: "If you make a mistake, you are wrong. There is nothing to cover up."

"..." Yi Jianqing paused, and kept silent without distinguishing himself from him.

Shuangzhu didn't say anything anymore, turned around and took a fruit plate for snacks, and said: "My lord must be hungry, let's fill up the stomach first."

Yi Jianqing took a peach casually and said with a smile, "Am I lucky?"

Just as he was speaking, a breath suddenly came from a distance, and he arrived at the gate of the hall in a flash: "See you, Lu Song of Wuzhou."

Shuangzhu said: "Come in."

Then a small old man walked in.He looked no longer young, his beard and hair were all white, but his eyes were clear and bright. He carried a medicine box on his left arm, and when he walked in, he brought a faint scent of medicine.

Just smelling the fragrance of the medicine, Yi Jianqing felt that his body was much lighter.

Shuangzhu introduced to him: "This is Lu Song from Yaochun Sanren, who has mastered the art of Qihuang. In the future, he will heal the young master. Do you think it is good?"

Yi Jianqing had heard of Lu Song's name ten years ago, so of course he had no objection, so Lu Song offended him to give him a pulse.

Not long after, he got up and left together under Shuangzhu's signal.

Yi Jianqing faintly felt that this famous medical practitioner was too silent, as if he was in awe of something, but he didn't think much about it, and started to think about other things.

After the temptation just now, and what he saw and heard after he came here, his attitude towards Lin Xueji has more or less been settled.As for what happened three months ago, he didn't need to know everything.After all, for Lin Jian, these three months are nothing short of a long nightmare. Since Lin Xueji sincerely regards him as a lifesaver, she would not intentionally expose his scars.

The wishful thinking in Yi Jianqing's heart was crackling.Now he was reborn on Lin Jian's body. If he wanted to cultivate, he had to mend this dilapidated body first.With the current situation, it's not impossible for him to support himself, but it will definitely take a lot of trouble, just gathering those precious medicinal materials is very difficult, let alone getting to know a doctor like Lu Song.

But if Lin Xue sent her hand, it would be much easier.

Lin Jian was kind to Lin Xueji, but Lin Xueji was ashamed of Lin Jian. Seeing the miserable appearance of the savior, wouldn't he try his best to help him?

In the current situation, relying on one's own strength is almost equal to asking for trouble, and asking Lin Xue to send her hand is almost equal to one step of ascension.

Yi Jianqing immediately decided that he would rely on Lin Xuezhi.

not to mention……

Yi Jianqing took a bite of the peach flesh, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

I heard that there is a kind of physique in the world, which is born without dirt, no matter what kind of spiritual root it is, once it enters the immortal road, it will go a long way.

This kind of physique is rare to see in a hundred years. Once it appears in the world, it will definitely be able to crush countless talents, and it is common for people to rise to the top.

Unsullied Spirit Body.

He also heard that a monk with such a physique is an excellent furnace.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Yi Jianqing's mouth, such a shortcut was in front of him, how could he not take a look around?

As for directly doing his old job and rebuilding the magic way, he will not consider it for the time being.

Yi Jianqing gnawed a whole peach, lay down for a while, got up and walked slowly.

According to Shuangzhu, this palace is his territory, and he can move around as he pleases.

It is not uncommon for the palace to be easy to see, he also had it in his previous life, it was bigger than this, and it was very luxurious.But Lin Xueji's palace is different.

Rice is the fragrance of others.

The one in the Enemy Bowl is extraordinarily fragrant.

He pushed open the door of the bedroom, and saw a mirror as tall as a man outside, remembering that he didn't know what he looked like now, so he went forward to take a picture.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning.

In all fairness, Lin Jian dared to climb Xianjun Xiaohe's bed, and his appearance was not bad.It's just that this face really doesn't fit Yi Jianqing's own eyes.

A figure was reflected in the smooth and translucent mirror. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and his facial features were good. It was the kind of handsomeness that made people feel close at first glance. Even after suffering so much, his sallow and thin face was certainly damaged. The appearance, but it also added a bit of tenderness to this face.

All in all, it is a soft and beautiful face without a trace of sharpness.

No wonder Lin Xueji brought Lin Jian to Yuhua Mountain back then.

With such a face, it is indeed easy for people to let their guard down.

But Yi Jianqing didn't like it.

He left the mirror without seeing or worrying, and thought to himself, if he had the chance in the future, he would have to find a way to change his face.